People in the world of fame and fortune will never be able to escape the temptation of fame and fortune.

Even Zhao Pu is the same.

The flattery of so many gentry families around him made his anxiety disappear in an instant.

Soon he got along with everyone.

"When Zhao Tianguan was in Luoyang, the old people had long wanted to visit him, but the Duke and Tianguan had important matters to discuss, so they did not dare to disturb him."

The old man with crutches was so excited that he couldn't do it himself. His tongue was trembling with excitement, his saliva was flying all over the sky, and his saliva flowed onto his beard, and the stars shone against the light.

While speaking, he turned around and reached out to guide Zhao Pu: "I heard that Tianguan is going back to Chang'an and passed by Luoyang, I came to greet you with a shameless face."

"Old man, I dare not behave, I dare not behave."

Zhao Pu was wrapped in the enthusiasm of everyone, and his face was full of brilliant chrysanthemums. He supported the old man Zhang Xingxing with a cane and greeted the people who lined up to salute him warmly.

Although Yang Mo had never been to Luoyang, looking at the layout of the street, this street is probably the most prosperous street in Luoyang.

The place they were standing was an intersection, and the restaurant sign at the back reads: "Peony Building."

Since ancient times, peony flowers have been a specialty in Luoyang. If this restaurant dares to call it this name, it is obviously because it regards itself as the number one restaurant in Luoyang.

Since you are here, you should take a good look and taste it.

At this moment, Yang Mo no longer paid attention to the guys who praised each other at the door and took Li Bai, Xin Qiji and others into the restaurant.

As he thought, the restaurant was empty and there was no customer.

The shopkeeper and five guys stood by the door. When they saw Yang Mo and others coming in, they went forward to salute and say hello.

He directly called Mr. Yang.

"You recognize me?"

Yang Mo asked curiously.

The shopkeeper laughed: "Young Master is joking. The villain has never left Luoyang since he was a child. Never saw the honor of his son."

Looking at Li Shimin at the door, he said, "The second young master had already given instructions in the store and specifically talked about his appearance. Therefore, when the villain saw him, he knew that it was Mr. Yang who had arrived."

"Oh? What did Li Shimin say about me? He has never seen me before."

Yang Mo was even more sure that the gentry families outside didn't know that they were coming, but it was deliberately arranged by Li Shimin.

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The second young master said that a handsome and elegant young master came in today, which is Mr. Yang."

Wang Ying smiled and said, "You guy, you have a clever mouth. Take it and I will reward you."

After saying that, he took out half a string of money from his arms and threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper quickly took it with great gratitude and led Yang Mo to take it.

Since Li Shimin chose this restaurant to receive Zhao Pu, this restaurant dares to open in the most prosperous area in Luoyang and dares to call Mudan Tower, so it is naturally extraordinary.

As soon as he came in, Yang Mo felt a faint fragrance filled the air. The whole lobby was not magnificent, but it was designed by an expert.

There is a small rockery in the middle of the lobby. Although the mountains are fake, the vegetation and flowers on the rockery are real.

The rockery is surrounded by a pool of water, and the spring water that comes from somewhere is flowing, making people feel refreshed and happy.

What is surprising is that the narrow flowers in the pond are peonies, and they are in full bloom, which is incredible.

It is already winter, and it is only more than a month before the Chinese New Year. The temperature is very low. Logically speaking, peony flowers will not bloom during this season.

Although the room was very warm, Yang Mo couldn't understand it, so he could only admire the wisdom of the ancients and money.

Wang Ying walked over in a fuss, lay beside the pool, and turned around and said, "Brother, come and see, there is still a turtle here!"

Li Bai said: "What a turtle, that's a turtle."

Turtle was a lucky sign in ancient times and has not yet been extended to other meanings.

Xun Yu and others also surrounded him and marveled at him.

Everyone followed the shopkeeper into the seat. Yang Mo looked around. The most eye-catching thing was the bamboos around him, one cluster next to another, staggered in an orderly manner, with a unique flavor.

"It's better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo."

Yang Mo nodded: "I can think of planting bamboo in the house, and it is not inconsistent at all. The shopkeeper can be called a decoration guy."

Li Bai and others nodded in agreement. Even Wang Ying was very satisfied with this environment. It was rare to sit on the table very honestly, tasting tea and enjoying bamboo.

"If the young master is not praised, planting bamboo in this house is not the idea of ​​a villain, but the work of Mr. Cai."

The shopkeeper has long been very familiar with this conversation. Anyone who comes to the store for the first time will praise the bamboo decoration in the house.

Many people even came to Luoyang from Chang'an in person just to have a meal in his store and to see the bamboo in the room.

"Cai?"

Yang Mo asked curiously: "Who Cai, everyone?"

He and Xun Yu looked at each other, and they thought of a person in their minds: Cai Yan and Cai Zhaoji.

Could it be that she has also traveled through time?

Otherwise, who else in this world can deserve the title of Cai?

The shopkeeper poured water for them, and was about to explain that Li Shimin brought Zhao Pu and the group of lickers outside to huddle in.

The main owner came, and the shopkeeper had to apologize for Yang Mo. He put down the teapot and let a waiter serve him. He ran to meet him in a small step.

Yang Mo looked at the waiter and wanted to continue asking the question just now, but seeing that the waiter kept lowering his head, he seemed to be very afraid that he would wait for others, so he no longer had the interest to ask.

"Ying Zheng, let me ask you, what did you say that the second young master asked these gentry families to invite Zhao Pu here for the sake of?"

Xun Yu also saw that the waiter was nervous, so he took the initiative to take the teapot and filled everyone with it.

When it was Ying Zheng's turn, Ying Zheng saw Mr. Xun pouring water for him, so he quickly stood up and wanted to get the kettle, but Xun Yu pressed it down and asked.

Yang Mo also looked at Ying Zheng, wanting to listen to his apprentice's answer.

On the way he came, he chatted with Xun Yu about Ying Zheng for a night.

The content of the chat is also very simple. I confirm Xun Yu's identity: he is not his subordinate of Yang Mo, nor does he have to call Yang Mo the lord, but Ying Zheng's teacher.

Although Xun Yu was a Confucian disciple, he was good at all schools of thought.

In the world, I am afraid that no one is more suitable for Xun Yu to lay the foundation for Ying Zheng.

Xun Yu also agreed happily, and he had been struggling with his relationship with Yang Mo.

When he turned his head to Yang Mo's disciple, he always felt a knot in his heart. He couldn't even call him lord.

Now that he is Ying Zheng’s teacher, Xun Yu is very happy: if his identity problem is solved, he can still teach the First Emperor, this is a great thing.

My mood that has been gloomy suddenly improved.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Ying Zheng turned red and immediately became nervous.

I immediately thought of several possibilities, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong.

The more nervous he was, the more everyone was looking forward to it, which made him less sure.

"A Zheng, knowing what he knows, not knowing what he doesn't know, that is knowing."

Although Yang Mo was also a little confused about why Li Shimin made a fuss about this, he saw that his apprentice was a little unlucky. As the master, he was ignorant and slowly came up with a sentence from the Analects of Confucius.

Who would have thought that when Xun Yu heard this, he looked at Yang Mo with some surprise. He thought that Yang Mo knew what Li Shimin planned, so he stroked his beard and nodded secretly.

Although this young master Yang was a sea bandit in his previous life, he was no worse than himself.

He also thought about what Li Shimin planned for a long time before he could find out what he wanted.

"Sir, Ying Zheng doesn't know."

Ying Zheng stood up with a red face and bowed to Xun Yu: "I hope Mr. to give me advice."

"On the way here, I had a discussion with your master."

Xun Yu stretched out his fingers without any haste, dipped them in the tea bowl, and then slowly wrote "King" on the table: "What we can teach you, simply put, is nothing more than the way of kings and domineering."

"The way of the turtle?"
Chapter completed!